The man with the permanent smile, insisted on being called “Panda”. There was no way that I was not going to ask him why he wished to be addressed by such a ridiculous name so I asked him and he slowly but rapidly became red-faced. He looked at me as if he had a story to tell but just smiled and nodded his head as if to say “this is not the time nor the place to go into such detailed details and anyway, I accept full responsibility for the accident”. I was amazed that he could communicate without actually saying anything. The cops came and he just smiled his way through the interrogation as if he hadn’t got a worry in the world and was wondering what he was going to do with any money that he might have. The cops took my particulars and assured me that permanent smiling man was totally at fault and that his insurance company would definitely be footing the bill. As we all bid farewell, I turned to the smiling man and asked him one more time, why he was called Panda and he smiled and showed me this:
Okay, someone is obviously having a bad hair day.
At least he can smile about it!
I too have a four-word name. It does something to ya, those mine is not this cool. Happy panda.
I too have a four-word name although two of them are expletives!
So, he had really mean parents who thought this would be funny to name him this? But I guess they were right!
And he doesn’t look anything like a panda at all, at all!